Lyrics:

You guys ready to rock?
Are you fuckin' ready to rock?
Here's a song we all grew up on
Joe, Chad, Mike, myself, sittin' around
Radio on, listening to this fuckin' song
Screaming, 'I wanna do that!'

Nobody gonna take my car, I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car, I'm gonna break the speed of sound
Oh, it's a killing machine
She got everything
Like a driving power, big fat tires and everything

I love it, I need it, I feed it
Yeah, like a hurricane
All right, hold tight
I'm a highway star

Nobody gonna take my girl, I'm gonna keep her till the end
Nobody gonna have my girl, stays close on every bend
Ooh, she's a killing machine
She got everything
Yeah, like a moving mouth, body control and everything

I love her, I need her, I seed her
Oh yeah, she turns me on
All right, hold tight
I'm a highway star

Nobody gonna take my head, I got speed inside my brain
Nobody gonna steal my head now I'm on the road again
Oh, I'm in heaven again
I got everything
Yeah, like a moving ground, open road and everything

I love it, I need it, I feed it
Eight cylinders, all mine
All right, hold tight
I'm a highway star (Joe Satriani!)

Nobody gonna take my car, I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car, I'm gonna break the speed of sound
Ooh, it's a killing machine
It's got everything
Yeah, like a driving power, big fat tires and everything

I love it, I need it, I bleed it
Yeah, like a hurricane
All right, hold tight
I'm a highway star
I'm a highway star
I'm a highway star